Quotes by Alester

My chests were lost when the Lannisters overran our camp. I escaped with no more than the mail on my back and the rings on my fingers. No doubt some cook’s boy or groom is prancing around King’s Landing just now in my slashed velvet doublet and jeweled cloak. But war has its horrors, as all men know.[2]

Not treason. Never treason. I love His Grace as much as any man. My own niece is his queen, and I remained loyal to him when wiser men fled. I am his Hand, the Hand of the King, how can I be a traitor?[2]